if my love for you was any greater
the trees would line up in poetic forms
...awe you in sonnets written...
...part...to allow winds to cool your face...
to trace it with natures hand.
all the oxygen that covers all the waters rise,
supercharge the breath of my emotion.
mountains would melt, shed their peaks like tears of joy.
even the arid deserts serve up fruits,
their prickly pears peeled on a platter.
sunset would pause and sunrise hurry...
...exist in a paradox to herald your presence.
petals would climb their stems
regroup to bloom again.
butterflies re-cocoon
emerge as glorious fairies
for all children to adore.
the skies would willingly
shape, etch, paint,
frame my exuberance.
the planet would swell,
the galaxies expand.
in the endless depth
of my singular love
i hold you dear,
safely contain you
in my admiring smile,
for now,
forevermore.
16~10~2014
Sponsor: Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Contest Name: Your Most Romantic Poem of 2014

A
fine
Parrot Tulip
in vibrant intensities
with unique undertones
of green acquirable only in a
few forestsA ruby red swirls within
its petals beckons awareness of those very
strokes that live in the lustre of your shapely lips
like fantasy realizedMirthful yellows in all those lacquers
barely ever seen as one would scorch their eyes to gaze lastingly
directly at the Sun - though I have been fortunate to witness identical
iridescence in strands of your hair you unintentionally flip and like dainty
fingers wave me on to move closer to your flawless frame - memorized easily.
A
special
fuchsia sparingly
paints the flower they
say exists only in certain
singular gemstones yet l know
this tincture for I have seen it in your
cheeks when we play and laughOh your
laugh how it fills me - replacing noise surfing
the waves of sound in the surrounding atmosphere.
How enchanting when your laughter there - dwells to
tickle molecules invisible to the eyes but felt by the human
heartParrot tulips with their soft myriad shades become stunning
against a deep black backdrop which shimmers bright like your ebony eyes
Sparkle like your smile and I grin happily just thinking of you, just thinking of us.
A
pearl
white that also
adorns the flower a
special light effect I have
found in your complexion - dazzles
my mind each and every time I see you.
Parrot tulips a miracle of nature, a special
breed I admit are as remarkable as any offering
that grows in our gardens but rarer still - you the flower
I share my life withNo one, no thing, no life compares to you,
your approach - for every time I even think of you, the joy it brings
completes the meaning of my existence fullIf not for you no other delight
would have that extra zest I feel from the sharing of your love and light always.
A
Parrot
tulip oh
what joy it
bringsHow the flower
draws these words from
meIronic how true allure felt
fills our glass so I thought I'd share
with you how it uplifts my days - knowing
confident in our love as one - you'd never resent
me speaking of an elegance other than yoursSo you may
know - understand what the fibres of ones constitution compels
them to writeNow - about a mystique other than the one you sport with
humilityFinally I have written a poem on aesthetics that does not mention you.
A
closing
monologue.
Just above and
beneath the dirt grows
riches unimaginableMade to
be absorbed by senses recognizable
only by a fewThey are free for the taking.
An appreciation, a love of a natural essence.
A flower, a person, romance you breathe incomparable
to anything real or imagined It alone are the wings we humans
seek...as real and as precious as all else consumableHow lucky I
am the magic handed out daily on these pagesThe people I could never
find anywhere else then hereI am in love with their words in love with them.
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April 27 2015
The Gardener

Written in The Stars
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Two hearts bleached by the sun
A poem's - fallen wish
The Love
Of A Life Time
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Majestic beams fall from heavens meadow
Two hearts stitched by the constellation
Under the moon's glow
You and I
Gazing up into the Starry Sky
This night we sit under the dazzling diamond dust
Our eyes feel and meet tonight
Stars twinkle a poem of each paired heart
Listen......While......The God's Whisper!
What Is Love?
They asked
A wish so gently by the stars
Greeting young couples heart
Poor but, in love
Mockeries of an old shadow
Light embracing this Auspicious moment
-Aster Flares-
Intrigued by sad lovers tale
Two souls forever rich-
Sharing eternity through celestial bliss
Gravitating in the world owned by the stars
A most unfortunate turn of events,
Romeo & Juliet
Collapsing stars rising with a hymn
From the moment they fell
Only to reveal how beautiful--
-- the stars in the dark
Ever so wealthy, around Orion's Belt
Reading notes on every rhyme, every heartbeat
Stars fall every eve entering the atmosphere
Seeping through the soul, making love a part of light
Permanent illusion
Fireflies Flaring up
A passion that last longer than a moment
Each zodiac unfolds
The stars tell you, who you are
Gaze upon the eternity
Follow the Northern star
Beneath your peaceful splendor
They will bow
Sunset and the evening star,
"My Star Of Love"
Like glitter dust upon a timeless shore
Never will the memory of love be gone
Look up at the stars tonight,
For somewhere out there
I read about YOU in a poem.
By; PD

There you were - dancing,
unaware of the intense rain.
Despite grey clouds grimacing,
your radiant glamour enticed emotions.
Emeralds and sapphires shimmered
through those luminous eyes.
First glimpse of your warm smile,
saw suppressed symphonies resonate
with each beat of my heart
Not all poetry is for everyone's eyes,
so we read each other in silence.
Unwritten ink dyed our skin,
as the pen lost control,
carving our names within
timeless beloved ballads.
Two souls scribbling secret sonnets,
easing restless chambers of our minds.
Naturally beautiful like nature,
our evergreen love blossomed.
As we wandered within utopia's oasis,
our feet kissed sun blessed paths,
leading to passionate pastures.
There is no transcript,
to our epic love story,
it will forever remain an
unpublished manuscript.
Simple Musing
Silent One
11 September 2018

I remember the day I became a poet.
In the magnificence of the submerging sun,
I glanced upon her admiring its majesty.
Amidst hues of clementine and lilac,
her image cast a shadow so serene.
My heart began to flutter like a butterfly,
floating towards her -
finally free from the chambers of my cocoon.
Like a silk scarf, scarlet petals wove a path,
aromatising footsteps that led to her.
Who could this mysterious lady be,
that had humbled such a hardened heart?
Although strangers, it felt as our souls
had known each other for eternity.
In twinkling twilight, I could see
pieces of the moon illuminating through her eyes.
How could I forget how the reflection of her smile
invited me to wander willingly into her heart.
Like nocturnal nightingales adrift in the night,
we sang sensual melodies not heard before.
Sensations felt from her soft satin skin
remain a euphoric timeless memory.
Seduced within the substance of soulful desires,
her enchanted essence became my first poem -
the purity of her existence my eternal poetry.
Silent One
19 March 2018

Pondering prophetic legacies of timeless lovers,
my heart yearned for a province lavished with perennial passion.
Searching for an enchanted perfect petal,
I wandered within the flower garden of infatuation.
Marigolds shone, smiling among mellow yellow roses,
but their fair friendly fragrance could not quench my thirst.
In the distance, a silhouette of the rarest red rose beamed,
her dulcet aromatic ambience summoned my soul closer.
Upon the first sight of my beloved's subtle innocent eyes,
my mind drifted to a place where time did not exist.
Without a word, her radiance illuminated my whole existence,
like a butterfly admiring pulchritudinous petals - it was pure paradise.
Hand in hand we strolled embarking upon the realms of infinite love,
composing our own idyllic legacy of immortal poetic lyrics.
Simple Musings
Silent One
3 July 2018

if you wanted to dance with me
i mean really wanted to dance with me
then i would
i would dance with you
if you needed me to walk on water
i would stand there until the lake froze
then i would
i would walk on water for you
if you suggested i climb
a mountain
warm at the bottom
freezing at the peak
i'd buy you a snow globe
turn it upside down and up
hold your hand warm
watch the freezing snowfall
climb your suggestion creatively
if you mentioned
you'd like me to paint your portrait
i'd buy every different colour of acrylic paint I could find
blend them on a canvas
paint your colourful internal portrait
every crayon in the box
that's who i see
if you said move me
i wouldn't hire a truck
or even touch one stick of furniture
i would write this poem for you
put a bow on it
fingers crossed
i would move you
your lips are always on my mind
if you want a man
willing to do...
...a man...
...hold you gentle but firm
i'm here
ring in hand
on one knee
November 28 2016

All lovely words
when understood
All so misconstrued
silence envelopes our delusions
Desire, we lust the attention
at the forfeit of philosophy
Love, we crave at Kings expense
at times
Sacrificing those whom love us true
spilling blood at humanities alter
Romance, we desire for loves embrace
knowing serpents sell snake oil remedies
Beware the soft spoken
cringe when you hear words only a token
Seeking the truth, not platitude
discover love, in those that.........
Breathe actions, not poetic verse

LIST POETRY - A FUTURISTIC INTERPRETATION
You
must know
I cried yesterday
and I think I broke the world
so I braided some words into twine
planted some sweet and sour coated seeds
I grew free standing expressions and then I joined
them with left over thread to present these interlocking pieces
in their proper order regardless of the number they wear in an attempt
to confuse and deceiveI offer this humble list for your reading enjoyment
It is an honour to have you visit my pageThe pleasure I assure you is all mine
WORDS ON PAPER - THE LISTFIVE
I loved you centuries before we were born.
You lived in my dreams before I ever slept.
When others wasted time picking flowers
I waited for when it was time to pick you.
Love calls you in the natural scent of your partner.
You'd feel their touch in the vacuum of outer space.
Your desire for them would melt away the ice age.
I want to find a door in the brightest part of the sky I
could open to erase what was, to shine a light so bright
it, like a book of golden words, would write ideas so vital
as to eradicate even a suggestion of our mournful past.
I want to be that magician who does not bother with
illusion but rather heals wounds and shatters burden.
TWO
We were at the fair, joviality in the air.
A memory filed, I was a young child
holding balloons floating round like full moons
in vivid colours brightFixed on this joyous sight
I was on Cloud Nine proud these were mine.
If I had not let go of them If I hadn't watched them
as they flew higher and higher as my heart sunk lower and lower
I might of never learnt what it felt like - hurt.
Hope gloats, hope floats.
either your way or just away.
THREE
sometimes the afternoon sun is.....too hot
to walk barefoot........on the concrete path
still even then.......I refuse to wear my hat
I guess I'll never change, I'm just like that.
sometimes when I jump in the lake in late summer...
with all of my clothes on...I do it in the evening......as
I go down...way down to the bottom...there's a gentle
peace overtakes me..I want to stay down like a rock...
revel in the ecstasy...not swim back up..........not ever
SEVEN
ours was a paper mâché love
living in a cut out cardboard home
with a macaroni art painted lawn
and nothing real to call our own
nothing solid that we could hold.
we tried stacking lego bricks
but you have to be able to pop your cheek
to qualify as a kid - to get a license to build.
the castle we assembled didn't pass the test.
so much for fairy tales - hello reality check.
we rolled the dice but our thimble went
straight to jail and our mouse ended up trapped.
can you hear that buzzing the operation failedwhere
are you going? your tricycle is still in the shop and I might
as well tell you..............I have no eights................."go fish!"
we fell through
the bunny hole
where i - jack fell ddddownnn
nnnnnnn and broke my crown
and you - jill came tumbling
aaaaaaaaaaafterrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
EIGHT
it is a choreographed ballet our love
stands strong
legs at the base digging deep
build roots
delicate hands branched out
reach high
long slim fingers define twigs
draw space
the body of our trunk thick
sweet filled
music fills our human needs
one sound
wind pixies dance meticulously
the air
sunlight leaks effectively through
dark spots
lifts carries holds and shapes
our smiles
it is a choreographed ballet our love
in sync
our bodies their senses once immersed in I
now us
ONE
I know the last thing I want to feel as I leave this world, it is your lips on
mineWhen I take my last breath I want to feel yours with its loving touch.
NINE
Always,
no matter the roar or intensity of the storm
how severe the attack even out of the norm
Always,
i offer my hand with sincerity
aim to deal with it peacefully.
Always!
SIX
then suddenly it hits
like a swarm of locus.
a deep dark manifestation that greases my mind
my very existence in its unforgiving sense of doom.
every bone stiffens,
when I move, a sound
of dead dried out forest twigs
breaking against the boots of hikers
echoes in the confined space of my skull.
i reach for a pill
slowly it dissolves
under my tongue
i wait
and
i wait
and
i wait
...
my body is soaked in a sweat with its own cold and hot tap.
i assume the position, lying on an unstable floorthe creature
depression is now in full control of my facultiesthis too i will survive
...that is what i do...what i do...this is what i do.......somehow i survive.
FOUR
there is a deafening hush...
silently raging through the core
of my existence...still...I am humbled
by the light and the love I have witnessed
in my brief appearance...........here on Earth
there is a river...that walks at my side...
walks with me........at the same stride...
April 14 2015
Armand

POTD 9th April 2018Synopsis -A story of selflessness without jealousy or rancor that is often evident through the ages in all walks of life, even in modern times
She’s a queen who sees her lover for himself only and does not abide in the narrow minded perception of social status trappings
Her knight, who is absolutely in love with her, stays true to the knightly code of chivalry and avowed to show gallantry to women beyond rules of combatUnderstanding the damaging effect of scandals, he is committed to watch and protect his Lady against prying jealous eyes.
I have differentiated the social status of the time and accentuated emotions with different textured type of fabrics(See significance at the end of the poem)
I Trust you like the video music clip, in which the scenes aptly portray the theme of my poem.
Spinnerets of silk reach to forbidden fruit
Nights hush vanquished by a heart that beats
Variance in status brocade curtains drawn
Regardless of imperilled shame - doubt retreats
Once ‘neath the light of a calico moon
His heart lay in wait to be retrieved
Beside the old pump in crumbling stone
A pauper in cotton - a Prince she perceived

A gasp suppressed when eyes first met
In delirium of what elation lay ahead
What magic brewed here?
What loom spun this hessian thread?
Of a love-tale wrought with joy and dread

A unity not forged in Heaven
A scanty few - or none - would understand
Venetian lace betwixt a gracious Queen
And her yearning for a humble stable hand
Opening damask casement as he approaches
Anticipation of nights in secret seclusion
Let no prying eyes spoil this tryst
Lest reality fade into a muslin illusion
Let her yearning for velvet touches
Impassioned embrace and moist sweet lips
Loomed in the linen threads of romance
And that of her stable lover’s lingering kiss
Let him turn to forbidden zones
To be explored as he eagerly hones
A forge of love bidding invitation
In expectant and musical syncopation
Dutifully her swordsman keeps vigil from afar
His love for her gleams like the evening star
Seasons endured in fur and chain-mail sheen
Blood he would draw to protect his queen
A skilful sword at ready in an expectant hand
Sadly his love she would not understand
Coated sheathed loyalty is all she sees
Part of a lovers tryst - no favours - his heart to ease

An armour clad Knight forged of steel and leather
Surviving the odds his love endures forever

Significance of the various fabrics symbolized in the poem:Silk
I’ve used this to show her royalty statusLuxurious and costly, silk was used only by the wealthiest of classes and the Church
Brocade
This fabric to emphasise her indifference to the social status of their relationship, by blocking out animosity from the primitive thoughts of envious society.
Calico
Colour of the moon on the night she first laid eyes on him
Cotton - Favored on days of yore by the working class and domestic staff since antiquity.
Hemp and Hessian
Emphasizing the strength of their relationship, against all odds and accentuates the relationship between the working class and royalty of the middle ages
Venetian Lace
Again a luxury favoured by the aristocratsThe flexible of lace and of the lace-making arts and depicts her flexibility.
Damask
A rare and expensive fabric of the era, adorns her wall depicting the opulence of her status
Muslin
Quite a transparent fabric and as such I’ve used this to refer to as ‘a see through illusion’ which is made possible by the loyalty of her knight
Linen
This fabric emphasises the strength and resilience of their love for each otherIt was a fine linen used for veils, wimples undergarments and apparel of ladies
Velvet
No explanation needed to amplify its connection to love and heightened sensuality through its use
Fur
The lining of his armour used in his day, underlines the warmness of his heart.
Leather
Characteristic of strength, durability and dependability to highlight the Knight’s quality
POTD 9th April 2018

Mandolin melodies harmonised horizons,
yet the only strings being strummed
were those of my heart.
In the midst of enchanting melodies,
where nothing else mattered, but her,
we wandered barefoot, hand in hand,
as the tenderness of our steps decorated the sand.
In the simplicity of pure beauty, lost in a moment of perfection.
We lay admiring the heavens, watching daylight drift away.
The jealous golden orb silently sank, as colourful skies summoned
illuminated expressions to light up a black and white world.
In darkness we lay and gazed
lost in the silent serenity of the stars,
until the tranquillity of her sequin eyes
hypnotised my soul and I danced devoted
to the magnificence of her delicate elegance
The whisper of sweet sentiments
revealed our secret serenade.
In the distance an orchestra of humming birds
hummed the chorus of our passionate song.
Her arms like celestial wings, embraced me close.
Her surreal kiss guided my lips home.
As waves washed away our footsteps,
the moon closed its eyes, as millions of shy stars
hid behind a blanket of nocturnal clouds.
Silent One
Simple Musings
10 December 2017

Lost in your elegance,
if only time could stand still
to capture this memory eternally.
Reflection of the moon shimmers
upon tranquil waters
in congregation with the stars,
as we sail in composed serenity.
Only the echoes of night insects
and illumination of fire flies
distract me from
your mellifluous voice, which
accompanies your radiant smile.
To describe your divine beauty
is ineffable as I fall into limerence.
Your ethereal eyes guide me closer,
all resistance is futile,
intoxicated by your natural allurement.
My heart feels an epiphany
with the revelation of true love.
As our lips touch sensually
my eyes are in a state of phosphenes,
now oblivious to my surroundings.
In hope this feeling is not ephemeral,
my whole being is enticed by the desire
to remain eternally in this moment.
Silent One

Originally written 7 November 2015.
Edited 26 May 2018
Limerence (also infatuated love) is a state of mind which results from a
romantic attraction to another person typically including compulsive thoughts
and fantasies and a desire to form or maintain a relationship and have one's
feelings reciprocated.

Honey vapour scents travelled among seduced tepid zephyrs.
This was not a dream for I was within the realms of reality,
as fate's footsteps led my heart back to forgotten pastures.
Her persona was poetic personification, yet I was lost for words,
so in simple silence, souls serenaded suppressed symphonies.
The idyllic radiance of her eyes became a timeless memory,
the warmth of our first kiss an eternal celestial connection.

All In All, True Magnificent Treasures Given
Luscious the fruits, beautiful under moonlit beams
firmly planted roots, outstandingly hot, lush-sent dreams
all in all, glorified visions, heavenly sent
treasured deeply with rapture stored, sweet love-nights spent.
Tender kissing bites, honeyed dessert offered free
wonderful the flights, through blossoming forests of trees
all in all, miracles were given, lost soul found
in resplendent nights, covering soft virgin grounds!
Gold fairy dusted, jeweled eyes sending bright smiles
each promise trusted, an angel with no dark wiles
all in all, true magnificent treasures given
gracefully sent, in true-deep bliss, purely driven.
Beneath plum skies starlight glistening in her eyes
I see all I desire and I do fantasize -
looking into her goddess blues, crystal gazing;
of our wild delight to be forever blazing...
In Eden’s solitude we dance to soft sighs of
waltzing wind-songs’ stirring verses promising love,
with lilting whispered melodies so inspiring
my appetite for her wanton and untiring.
Ancient woodland’s moon casts smitten luminescence
breathtaking in beauty she outshines its presence,
ecstasy flows an intoxicating river
inebriating essence in love’s deliver.
Your vivacious beauty enhanced by golden rays
illuminating your grace with a loving gaze
with ardent reflection of my phantom desire
to allow the pledge of love finally transpire.
Two common souls released from infernal abyss
to engage a rendezvous with heavenly bliss.
Together our spirits soar to realms of delight,
two lost souls united in the fading twilight.
With a chapter closing in reverie’s accord
we share a secret paradise of love’s award.
All in all, wondrous senses of passion recall,
from heart to soul we reminisce, as love is all.
Robert JLindley, Susan Ashley and Teppo Gren
(a collaboration)
August 26, 2018
(a collaboration - joining as one voice and one searching soul)
Note: Yet again it is my great pleasure to present here another collaboration written by we three poets, my dear friends, Susan Ashley, Teppo Gren and I
I feel very blessed to have written my part several weeks ago and then watch as each of my wonderful writing partners carried the torch
to make this a very beautiful and far richer creationAs always both crafted such exquisite and profound verses to bring this poem to a very fine finish.
I hope the readers enjoy the fruits of the unification of our three hearts, souls and minds, with the sincere goal of each- striving to give to others..

Our Bliss At It's Purest We Loved Each Others Naked Sight
When our love, its hottest and satisfying nights first begun
we each tried to give our all and not ever be outdone.
In that effort, soft showers of love-hearts began to pour
birthing swelling streams leading straight to paradise shores.
Within its spacious gardens, we walked in bliss, hand in hand
With our spirits singing, praise be this sweet rewarded land.
With eager hearts seeking, we sailed across heavenly blue seas
Tender love words speaking, we each wrote forever love pleas.
For precious are those diamond memories, deep their treasures
Never could such be destroyed, not those screaming pleasures!
Passion at its zenith, our burning desires at their greatest height
our bliss at its purest, we loved each other's naked sight.
O' the softness of your loving-heart and welcoming thighs
we felt heaven thanking it gifts, with both our contented sighs.
Those days are eternally burned, into this grateful soul
if time could us return, on that list we would both enroll.
Those fledgling nights created so much more than simple heat
gave such passion never to be outshone, joined as
one made complete
Caresses, of those soft showers remade this
broken woman into more
Bathed in your paradise, unfettered I can soar
Joined as one, under the gentle gaze of the burning stars upon us
Lost in blissful moments
all around us recedes to what once was
The beauty within our hearts had a rhythm wanted by all
With the strength of our bonds we answered loves call
Rich in memories, such wealth is written in soul
and in mind
no other in any lifetime
could compare to you I find
The heaven's can't contain the love that we two share
at the highest height of our passion none can compare
Intense heat from our bodies is what gave those stars their light
Our bliss at its purest, we loved each others naked sight
My soul too will be eternally grateful for you my greatest love
as the stars and galaxies all rejoice over the love we share from above

The Amorous Mystique
Can it be, into this world we are dropped
from heavenly streams that have never stopped?
With sweet hope gifted to our souls delight,
oceans of love and its fiery desires;
ladies so fair, we thank our keen eyesight
and leap into romance hottest fires.
Can it be, wonderment is our reward
given for living in a world so hard?
With love's soulmate waiting a heart to touch,
deepest seas of hot sexual pleasures;
daring to embrace and love very much
this bountiful store, of life's great treasures.
Can it be, that in life's short duration
we go beyond mere infatuation?
With deeper dreams that bless spirits in need,
grant romantic nights of sweetest relief;
birth greatest pleasures of harvested seeds
fruited in soul's spiritual beliefs.
Your questions asked with pulsing energy
of lovers’ wonderland of synergy..
Gifts do flow from fountain to foundations
of souls inspiring minds to understand;
seductive passion’s yearning flirtations
of red embers roused to lusty flames fanned.
In awe you long to know love’s mysteries,
untangling threads in tender reveries..
Of all the gold offered in sun’s rich rays
Sol would be poor in the worth of our love;
for never could there be more wealth of praise
than for ambrosial taste from gods above.
During this life as our lustrous hearts’ beat
we can transcend mundane with love’s white heat..
Our physical plane of mortal being
is heightened with intimate unity;
body and soul in tantra foreseeing
weaving love’s strands into eternity.
Robert JLindley and Susan Ashley
(a collaboration)
July 31, 2018
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*For the purpose of this collaboration, tantra represents the weaving of strands into a unified whole and liberation of energy and expansion of consciousness*

Atmospheres afire with devotional dynamic desire
I call scarlet jasmine crimson vermillion and ruby red
We are caught in a crossfire as we perkily perspire
And cupid carries our hearts to our betrothed bed
Angels dancing on choreographic clouds entrancing
Rainbows reunite over melodious meadows green
Our love advancing with rhythmic rivers romancing
Celestial counting on the midnight’s stardust cuisine
Two sensuous souls entwine and carousingly combine
Our ebullient hearts of eternity lost in orchestral oblivion
We shall everlastingly dine with roses and wedded wine
And our love will softly sail across the majestic meridian
For we have caressingly called on cupid for a love divine
In ambient adoring skies that the harmonic heavens align.
July.25.2017
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Her Grace, Soft As The Silence Of Morn's Falling Dew
Her romantic letters, birth as heart pure and true
supported deep vows we both swore to be held to.
Her grace, soft as the silence of morn's falling dew
with vows to keep hot passion of love that is new.
Spring had brought this loving angel truly divine
her beauty and purity no words could define.
Spirited, she sang - forever united hearts
Her soft kiss and moans, treasures found on no star charts.
Nature spoke to her and she in turn gave away
nuggets of its splendors, rich truths none can betray.
As Heaven and Sky blessed her every foot fall
she never said, uttered a word needing recall.
Her time on earth, gifted only goodness and light
romancing her first love and precious was her sight.
Spirited, she sang - forever united hearts.
Her soft kiss and moans, treasures found on no star charts.
I read her yearning poetry each heartfelt verse
and in her rapture was my being’s full immerse.
Word-whispers from the page caressed me wispy thrill
reminding me of days sweet gilt of daffodil
and petals pink neath dream girl skies so soft, in sooth
enchanting was the tender season of her youth.
Spirited, she sang - forever united hearts.
Her soft kiss and moans, treasures found on no star charts.
In quiet hush before sunrise our love was lush
until aurora banished night in her gold rush
of dawning tipsy in wine-stained heavens shinin’
desires spilled our lusty reds across horizon -
a blaze of colors branding love’s intensity,
time and space sparked by fired hearts’ electricity.
Spirited, she sang - forever united hearts.
Her soft kiss and moans, treasures found on no star charts.
Enlightened spirit from defeat of sorrow’s foe,
her gift, in written verse of love, to set aglow
a life of beauty echoing the words of love
now distant in the skies with kindness up above
when golden strings of sacred lust remain in thrills
of woven love, entangled in a braid of frills.
Spirited, she sang - forever united hearts.
Her soft kiss and moans, treasures found on no star charts.
Her fragile throne of virtues goodness cast in gold
beyond eternal love, angelic charms behold
through mortal death returned to God’s celestial care
to guide from heavens, words of wisdom in her prayer
endowment of the past as lover’s hearts enlace
with charms beyond life, she remains my saving grace.
Spirited, she sang - forever united hearts.
Her soft kiss and moans, treasures found on no star charts.
Robert JLindley, Susan Ashley and Teppo Gren
(a collaboration - unified in one poetic and indistinguishable voice.)
October 2, 2018
Note- It is my great honor and deep pleasure to once again help compose and present this our heartfelt and romantic presentation of life, love and beautiful
song and dance when in love with a goddess that stirs the smitten soul to shine and give thanks for its dear and sweet blessing.
Susan and Teppo, tho' it has taken a month to get this to completion, it has been a great joy to write and also discuss poetry with two such amazingly talented poetsI am truly and doubly blessed to have two such great friends and fantastic writing partners..

When the night was dark
For the moon was hiding
And the stars in the galaxy refused to shine
You came to find me with ebullient vibes
And the dawn of sunrise
You fetched my water when I was thirsty
Feeding my hunger like an angel of mercy
Setting on fire every breath of desire
With ebullient vibes and the dawn of sunrise
Love is the prize when passions rise
That's how I found
In a romantic sound
Deep in my heart
A treasure full of wants
Desires so strong lost for a while
Till you came along
You fetched my water when I was thirsty
Feeding my hunger like an angel of mercy
Setting on fire every breath of desire
With ebullient vibes and the dawn of sunrise
Love is the prize when passions rise
Hosting princely charm
You romanced my form
Stealing me away from ordinary bounds
Healing my feelings with a tip of your crown
And the love you found
You fetched my water when I was thirsty
Feeding my hunger like an angel of mercy
Setting on fire every breath of desire
With ebullient vibes and the dawn of sunrise
Love is the prize when passions rise
July 28, 2018
Lyrics inspired by the song:
Love Will Keep Us Alive by Eagles

There was sweat on my brow,
beads of them as I approached her
I was a young man, still green
She was a mature woman
like the long blades grow free
in the lush of nature
My hand in hers
she took me
into her warmth.
Nervous, shy
you could hear
grass grow
in the quiet
of my fear
in the silence
of my lust
I knew nothing.
As we rolled in the dew of sex
as I fumbled and groped,
I
in some instinctive wisdom
entrusted myself fully to her
She set our bodies in a fluid motion
my virginity now neatly cut
We spent days
as I explored
the fresh sweet air
of 'us'.
It was then I became a man.
Learned
how you hold a flower
how you manicure the stem
how you water the soil
how you delicately hold the petals
It was then I became a gardener
A gardener
worthy
to tend a garden
so vital
It was then I learned how to love a woman.
30~12~2014
Armand

The video is intrinsic to the setting of the sceneThe vocals and music track by ‘The Corrs and Bono’ are background music incidental to the plot.

A balmy night it was when he stepped in the bar
A wondrous apparition at a table not far
The singers crooned soft notes on a stage dimly lit
The name of the song eluded he had to admit
The pianist played softly, mood lighting set the scene
Projected colours of amethyst, pinks, blues and green
Elegant and haughty her brow slightly frowned
She sat all alone when he cast his eye around
He approached her shyly asking to join for a while
With a nod she gestured to her bottle of pink wine
Her hair so lustrous matching her brown smoldering eyes
Her lips so inviting with the curve of her smile
She lifted her glass, her invitation divine
They toasted each other with her sweet summer wine
He covered her hand their fingers felt the thrill
The room in slow motion, a world standing still
Euphonious echoes of rapturous heights
Scintillating patterns of bouncing laser lights
He walked her home under a sky of azure blue
Under pink frangipanis heavily dripping with dew
As he turned to leave she indicated to stay awhile
Invited him in for her sweet summer wine
Tongues probing - entwined - an angel’s spring kiss
His pulse how it raced as he stroked shapely hips
The sweet summer taste on her exquisite lips
Kindled a love - an enchanting rhapsody of bliss
A click of the clasp - flimsy garments released
Shimmering seductively around to her feet
Sensually turning now absolutely au naturel
Revealed her etched beauty of a form so sensual
His projected resplendence complimented her perfections
And the majestic elegance of her peaked manifestations
Desire for feather touches and moist sweet lips
To be tantalized by the elation of a lover’s sweet kiss
Trickling down her pearl valley rampantly on fire
Liquid crystal gems forged in a tunnel of desire
Soft touches and kisses on her silken skin
A washed him in nectar from her passion within
Cloud soft mattress - sheet threads so fine
United as one as their limbs entwined
To celestial choral rhythm and soft moans of rapture
Harmonious they moved to quench intense pleasure
On a Richter of ten - bodies quaking molto allegro
Celestial Symphonies shrieking to alto crescendo
A comet streaking from a Stellar above
signalling their passionate release of love
Yin meeting Yang so gracefully entwine
Beaming their energy into the Universe divine
Together they basked in a euphoric state
The night had advanced as he indicated the hour late
She stroked him so gently saying your time is mine
So tarry a while for some more summer wine

Footnote:
Do I hear you asking if someone else was involved - in this write?
Well! - in projects like these it usually needs a couple’s consensual, combined experiences!
So my curious reader I’m obliged to confess
That the answer is an explicit - YES! YES! YES!
There - Now you have it!
Thank you Reluctant Poet - (RP)RP is not a member of Poetry Soup or any Poetry Club by choiceIt’s just for pleasure, he says.
There - That answers you second question!

My dear,
I shall meet thee in the summer of thy heart,
where we once walked head to each
elegant upon the world....
And had not a care but for little winds of love
winking there in the dreams of trees,
laying upon me to so delicately,
tickle with your autumn hair,
always so soap-scented you
Touch me where I had not known
the ease of such wonder in your eyes,
splendor only for a great king ----
but I a hopeless romantic muse,
with little empty pockets blessed
with thy precious petal,
am richer than any lord!
I shall wait for thee in our golden glade,
the heart which flows the waterfall....
by the dawn of your sweet embrace,
in the summer of thy heart,
I shall wait....
(Love, K)

We danced amongst the stars that night
when joy had fallen far from sight
We danced under the sun so bright
And when all seemed lost, we held on tight
We danced to the music of hummingbirds
And we danced in the silence when there were no words.
We danced in the shadows of fear and doubt
And we danced when we questioned what life’s about
We danced amongst the evergreens
That posed for painters winter scenes.
We danced in the winters bitter chill
And when we danced our world stood still.
For that’s what love was meant to be
To find the dance when we cannot see.
To write a new song when the music stops
With lyrics that caress every tear that drops.
For when the rhythm changes and tempo slowed
We’re called to dance with the seeds we sowed.
For life is hard, there is no doubt
But Dancing through it, is what life’s about.

How sweet the soothing songs of May
Reposed upon the fragrant breeze
The comely songs were Seagulls play
On the lulling trembling seas.
That dissolved the traces of your feet
That lingered in the distant sands
While the sultry beams unite to meet
The carnal rosebuds of your hands.
That blush in light the morning spray
Descending warmly in your eyes
Who knew the light of love this day
Would lift me up to a new sunrise.
Yet in the sunless fleeting hour
I would hold you in my smile
Or steal a kiss from you my flower
In this languid scented isle.
That quivers in the blue distance
When tender birds are fast asleep
When blazing stars of night entrance
The lonely fountains glistening deep.
I would hear your whispers by the sea
On the soothing waves of night
Its mellowed voice would comfort me
When the winds would take to flight.
To the starry distance and empty spaces
That holds the night sky of your hair
On hallowed streets and sleepless faces
It blows the Eastern dews most fair.
And on the enchanted blossom rare
That I'd finally pluck in spring
To bow and give to you my dear
With this golden diamond ring.

I was the one with the color-blue eyes,
you were the wind on the sea
Of all the oceans tossed by your kiss
why did it have to be me?
Pardon this wind for causing the wave
One as free-spirited as I
was myself surprised, your gravity called,
your lips I could not deny
A soaring breeze calms not a sea
and I would be remiss,
to think my journey to your heart
began with but a kiss
Why would you wonder, oh King of the deep
did you not feel the spark, the magic?
You wound my heart, with thoughts that start
to doubt my intent, it’s tragic
Indeed I felt it, burning deep,
your spark inflamed desire
Enraptured now, I long for more,
my heart a raging fire
Arise, my King, from current doubt
and begin to breathe anew
Haven't I hovered long enough
for you to get a clue?
Bend, oh Queen, yield your will
and we will rise above,
the ebb and tide of mortal bane
swept away in love
Into your ocean I'll sail my vessel
on a course set sound as stone
Prepare yourself oh majesty
for I will share your throne.
A Collaborative Write by KIM PATRICE NUNEZ and JOHN WULF
16 April 2015
Poem of the Day - 18 April 2015

Your feelings in a group of touring innocence
travel up North towards trust and sincerity
in sweet submissive care like a carefully rubbed suede.
You put day light into your entrapment
for noontide to go nonstop.
Caress from yonder, massage from under
your skirts make appetite nonchalantly mourn
your legs present so nutraceutical to manly weakness.
If your bones are licked by wild beasts
the jungle would be protected by the ghost of sweet affection.
If the rains fall through the planes of your body
vapours of lust and desires will spring out of the Earth.
Your expensive flare, expresses you as a needed nougat
sliding pleasurably though wet lips in a greasy enjoyment of noodles
with aroma and taste capping up a nouvelle cuissine.
Night is dead from your day-long engaging chemistry
making the aggression of your nubile emission
in ration to any attempted resistance an improper fraction
when the night's light strike your contrasting body
for the creation of a mobile image so dark and graceful,
nature will sit down beauty for a serious interview.